I swear that's what I signed up for. I was read the stories - you know how they go.....girl meets frog.....girl kisses said frog.....girl ends up with handsome prince and a tiara on her head. I met the frog. I even kissed him - warts and all. All I ended up with was........more warts! What the hell!
I want my tiara. I have the perfect up-do just ready to go. I need my tiara. If a single mom can become the Crown Princess of Norway and a real-estate agent can turn a bar-hook up into becoming the Crown Princess of Denmark, then I have GOT to have a chance. Where's my contract...I guess I should have read the fine print!
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